NABC Chapter 229 The Silent Witch and Hilo
Chapter 229 The Silent Witch and Hilo
Chapter 229 The Silent Witch and Hilo
Are you ready? —Loy Hamilton
Hilo stood quietly in the rain, letting the cold water hit her forehead.
As a distinguished graduate of Beauxbatons, a top assassin for the Rozier family, and a key member of the Bastard Party, Shiloh Rozier never acts without preparation.
Since he had decided to kill Loila Hamilton—and wanted to experience her abilities firsthand—Shiloh certainly wouldn't do it in front of everyone. It wouldn't be good if killing her exposed the activities of the Muscats.
She chose Loila as her teaching assistant so she could personally test her abilities.
After all, Shiloh had never personally witnessed her abilities; all the clues and information came from other people's accounts—and it's important to know that all information spread by others is exaggerated.
At the very least, Shiloh didn't believe she could take down thirty well-trained Aurors in one go.
I don't think she can kill a dragon either.
She doesn't believe that Voldemort has been resurrected but then killed by her.
This is not Lockhart's storybook—Hiro gripped his wand tightly, staring intently at the girl, his gaze colder than the falling autumn rain.
Of course, while she didn't believe the rumors, that didn't mean she would be careless—which is why she chose a rainy day and a Quidditch pitch.
As a wizard who is extremely skilled in Transfiguration, nothing is more suitable as a material for casting Transfiguration than rain—it is abundant and dense, and it is also the silent spell that Hilo is most proficient in.
To defeat the silent spell, you must also use a silent spell —
As for the Quidditch pitch—Heero believed there was nowhere in Hogwarts more suitable for using Transfiguration in combat than the Quidditch pitch.
Thinking of this, Hilo slightly curled the corners of her mouth.
You hypocritical Dumbledore lackey—today I'll show you—the Rosier family, the Sorcerers, and Lord Grindelwald have not forgotten your betrayal.
And you should know that this is just the beginning—death awaits you next.
Thinking of this, Hilo bowed slightly, placed his wand on his chest, and performed a very standard dueling etiquette.
"Miss Hamilton—I don't think you'll hold back, will you?" she said softly as she made the gesture.
"Ugh—" Seeing the girl in front of him shudder and then hurriedly make the same movement as himself, Hilo subconsciously felt nauseous.
Having done far more cruel things, why pretend to be so hypocritical even when fighting others?
"I—" Loila opened her mouth, then looked around before saying, "I—I don't want to fight you—and I don't have—"
"Heh." Shiloh interrupted her with a cold laugh. She didn't want to hear the contents of the letter again, lest she be tempted to use some inappropriate spell.
"What are you talking about?" She chose the same insincere reply: "We were just sparring."
"Isn't this for the students of Hogwarts?" she said, blinking her violet eyes. "So, as a qualified professor, please don't hold back."
"Because I—will never hold back."
As soon as she finished speaking, whether it was her imagination or not, she felt that the girl in front of her seemed to have become much more serious.
As expected—he's a hypocrite.
Thinking this, Hilo flicked her wand lightly and turned her back.
"Clatter".
She heard the same sound behind her: the sound of boots hitting the water.
"Clatter".
"Clatter".
"Clatter".
After three footsteps, Hilo gripped her wand tightly.
"Buzz!"
Before she could even turn around, the raindrops around her had already stopped in mid-air, and then, with a flick of her wrist, they all transformed into piercing ice spikes, spinning straight toward Loila.
This was her proud Transfiguration ability, and she believed that she could be evenly matched with Professor Minerva McGonagall, who was also renowned for her Transfiguration skills.
But for that silent witch—it still seemed a little insufficient.
"Buzz!"
Almost the next second, Hilo saw a ball of flame emerge in front of her, and then the flame swept across like a dragon.
The blazing flames devoured the ice spikes while simultaneously evaporating all the rainwater in front of them in an instant.
"Apparition!"
Seeing the flames approach, Hilo flicked her wand and chanted a spell, then vanished in a flash.
The spot where she had just disappeared was not only engulfed by flames, but also cast a stun spell of the same color as the flames.
If my reaction were even a fraction slower—I would probably have already lost.
Loila Hamilton is by no means weak—at least not weaker than herself.
Almost immediately, Hilo received this answer—but—can you defeat a Transfiguration master in the rain?
Hero's wand swung again, and the rain froze in mid-air, not only around her but also around Loila.
They remained still in the air, then spun and transformed into ice spikes that shot fiercely towards Loila in the center.
"Bang bang bang bang!"
But the next second, the ice spikes crashed into the transparent barrier surrounding Loila, who, being proficient in silent spells, simply flicked her wand to block the attacks.
Oh----
Hilo bit her lip and raised her wand again. If the ice spikes didn't work—then she'd try this!
The water beneath their feet immediately began to boil, especially the water beneath Loila's feet, which in the next second transformed into vines that climbed up and tried to imprison her in place.
But in the next instant, the girl casually flicked her wand, causing a ball of green flame to spread downwards around her boots.
She used exquisite magic to control the flames so that they could devour all the vines and rain without harming herself in the slightest.
Seeing that she was distracted in controlling the Fiendfire, Hilo's wand was pointed at the air again.
The torrential rain gathered together, and in the next second, under the influence of the spell, it expanded and transformed into flying beasts that charged towards Loila.
"...——"
However, when faced with these animals, the silent witch simply raised her wand high, and the pent-up flames rose from her back, then crashed down on the beasts like a meteor.
Faced with the raging fire that can devour everything, even rainwater instantly becomes its nourishment.
However, perhaps out of consideration for the students, Fiendfire merely devoured the animals and then flew into the sky instead of heading towards Hilo. Only a red spell was spewed out from the fading flames.
"Bang!"
Hilo flicked her wand to deflect the stun spell, but before she could retaliate, a crimson spell struck again.
"Bang!"
In Hero's hands, the wand was like a shield, deflecting one spell after another with each wave of her hand.
She was not one of the ordinary wizards and Aurors Royla had faced before; she was the most powerful and combat-skilled wizard in the Rozier family.
Even so, faced with the barrage of spells, she could only parry, and occasionally, through the gaps, use a silent disarming spell to retaliate.
Unfortunately, the masked figure easily blocked the attacking disarming spell with a flick of his robe.
No—I can't keep running around like this with her—I need to get back on track—my greatest strength is Transfiguration—only Transfiguration can help me—
etc----
Realizing something, Shiloh suddenly frowned.
The rain—I don't know when it disappeared.
It wasn't that the rain had stopped—but rather that the enormous fire in the sky had swallowed up all the raindrops falling around it.
Did this guy notice it from the start—his fighting technique of using rainwater?
And he was controlling Fiendfire while simultaneously suppressing himself with his wand?
Hilo's lips twitched slightly, and her wand tilted slightly to the side.
"Buzz!"
The next second, a flash of silver light appeared before her, and a figure suddenly materialized, then gently pointed a wand at Shiro's neck.
"1
Hilo stared silently at the wand, and silently at the silver mask that had remained silent from beginning to end.
"Splash splash splash splash—"
The rain fell slowly, and the fierce fire had disappeared at some point.
The cold touch traveled from his forehead to Shiloh's heart.
She now understood why Aunt Vida had told her so confidently that she was no match for her.
How can one person possibly defeat such a monster?
"Miss Hilo—I—did I win?"
"————" Hilo silently pursed his lips, his face grim as he put away his wand.
"You won, but—"
"So, am I... am I a qualified professor?"
Seemingly designed to humiliate Shiro, the masked girl lowered her voice and said, "For—"
In order to become a qualified professor, I should—I should say I've been extremely diligent, right?
His reasons and determination—for Lord Grindelwald, for the Sorcerers, for the Rosier family, and for revenge against this traitor—had all been defeated by—
To become a qualified professor?
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